This is a song about "Latin class"

Better yet they work my every nerve

Now you're class partners for starters,

Know what? dope, crack, and coke is in the coat tucked

After class in class rooms with a hint of disgust

I'm a first class writer,

Ya'll wife and white knight her

Fell asleep in first class

No one-half and i hate math

Bring your pen and your weed stash

Why did i take this class/

And when you're black or latin know they administer aids,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

I been smokin' that mary jane way after class(way after class)

After class in class rooms with a hint of disgust

And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different